The Butler

I had just finished cleaning Master Rouge's bedroom and was now moving onto his study, except he was residing in there.

I knocked regardless because I needed to get to the rest of the house and I had very specific ways of cleaning. Upstairs was always first.

"Come in." I heard him yell from inside.

"Sorry for interrupting, Master Rouge. I just needed to quickly and thoroughly dust and wipe down your desk, I will sweep once you leave." I stated.

"Always so cold, aren't you John?" He said mockingly.

What did he mean? I always spoke to him this way, he is my boss, my master.

"You are my Master...I thought this is the way you wanted me to speak to you..."

He chuckled and then stood. He swiftly walked over to me and took the duster from my hand. "M-master Rouge?" I questioned. Did I make him upset?

"You are so intelligent John, but so incredibly innocent at the same time. Having no idea what you calling me Master means." He stated and then pushed me against the wall.

"Mas-ster, please, I-I am sorry if I upset y-you." What have I done? What if he fires me?

I turn my head to the side and brace myself for his contact, thinking he will surely hit me. I think I will have deserved it, obviously he feels like I have disrespected him.

"You are so beautiful John...just stunning. I have tried my best to ignore you...tried my best to not let you lead me down a path I cannot return from, but it simply didn't happen." He says, sounding angry. I gasp and shrink. "Look at you so obedient, doing everything I tell you to. I'm done holding back John, I'm certain that I will just take what I want."

What could he possibly want from me? Maybe the money he has paid me. Maybe he feels like I haven't done a good job. Maybe the uniform because he is firing me. "Yes, Master, take whatever you want...I am sorry that I have made you feel like you have to take something from me." I then turn my eyes to the floor, ashamed of my behavior. I should have done better.